Here’s my piece on the blockbuster Bowie exhibit at the V&A (their fastest selling event ever)
and then beards… (of the hairy variety..)
namaste and happy sunday x
Backblogs occur all the time – by this I mean you get so bogged down with other stuff that you just can’t, don’t or won’t blog and then as time passes you grow resistant to putting fingers to keyboard – wondering if it really matters, and really, who the heck cares in any case…. Well that’s my excuse- but also check out two of my all time fave bloggers: Justine Picardie
for much better reasons to not be blogging – a wedding (hurrah) and some challenging life issues. OK, so both these bloggers are peers of mine and I admire them greatly, but even if I didn’t I’d be urging you to check them out – they both write with such humour, grace and dignity.
So, in an effort to end the backblog of my own pathetic blogging record – – here’s a quick rundown of what I’ve been up to in the last few weeks:
Location: Long Island, here are some snaps:
Stylish small person at Heathrow
The best bikini store? Malia Mills Southampton NYC
I like her approach to swimwear – she embraces all sizes, makes great stuff that as a friend of mine puts it ‘doesn’t move when you and your breasts jump into the pool’ – great colours and fabrics too
This is how she merchandises and displays: cool -no?
Free Candy at C- Wonder Chris Burch’s new store (AKA the ex- Mr Tory Burch). Now we’re talking…
You don’t have to be a Euro to eat icecream at Sant Ambroeus but it helps. And you must be dressed properly to do so….
And on that note… only in The Hamptons would a child’s doodles be the above… -pretty good twin C Chanel logo though…
Pimped Vespa at C-Wonder
I hate football (soccer) but I love my son… which is why I let him persuade me to take him to a Chelsea v Paris St Germain game at Yankee Stadium, which is a beautiful stadium….
Totally different atmosphere to the UK….lots of well behaved fans and not a C word to be heard. And I don’t mean Chanel……
Before I blog off, a word about the Olympics coverage from here. I LIKE IT! OK so before they lifted their paywall you couldn’t stream live events via the NBC website, but now you can…
and frankly there’s nothing better than going for a swim, sitting down in the shade with an Iced Tea and chanting ‘USA, USA!’ followed swiftly by ‘Come on GB!’ -( for those of us conflicted by dual nationality)..
namaste and thanks for having me back….xx
Not blog apathy but life atrophy… – I knew things were bad when a friend of mine @katemuir said to me whilst we were running ‘I haven’t seen you around on twitter lately’ – which is the modern day equivalent of saying ‘you don’t seem to be getting out much’.
So, here’s where I’ve been in the last two weeks (discounting a couple of visits to the local ER -see life atrophy)…
ever wondered what the judges at Chelsea looked like… i have.. see below….
home of the well informed (tipped off) paparazzi – here they are outside my house- not for me (obv) but for some other poor female trying to push her baby on a swing in my garden square.. Nice.
I suppose you could accuse me of the same for taking a pic of these cute waiters at the Orlebar Brown party… but I mean, how could you not…?
here’s Julietta Dexter at the Orlebar party making Versace look very good… note the yoga body..
here’s the Orlebar Brown pop up truck. Genius idea. Watch out for it…
how great are these flowers done by a guest for a wedding at my local in Primrose Hill?..aaahh…x
lovely lanterns and the moon over Primrose Hill…
I wrote about sexy, slouchy sportswear in my column this week with some verve. That’s probably because fashion has finally caught up with the way I dress (it had to happen eventually) save the heels which I still can’t tolerate no matter how hard I try.
i once wore some shoes that turned my toes blue in under 30 minutes – Manolos – seen here at my launch party for WSJ magazine….apparently my feet looked (according to someone who knows ) like I had frostbite…And yes, since you ask Mr Murdoch and DVF are also in the pic…
I sold the shoes and I regret it, because they were expensive and because they were a work of art which would have looked better on my mantle than on my feet…
In any case, whilst scouting this week on Bond St, I was reminded of whilst I still sometimes like the West End…for starters there’s my favourite store on the planet
You can’t beat an SJ Philips window, not just because its full of sparklers but also because its of the pedigree of the past owners of the jewels. Imagine the action these rings have seen….
and then there’s miu miu – a store entirely unsuitable for MAWs (Middle Aged Women) but fabulous nonetheless thanks to Miuccia Prada’s trademark tongue in cheek humour….especially where the glittery, sparkly shoes are concerned…
I’m ending with some flowers, because really they are better than diamonds, or shoes, or almost anything else in life (aside from children and books and well you know..)
A friend’s son reminds me about Want Les Essentials de la Vie (thanks Seb) you can view it at Mr Porter; but in the search for a new bag – backpack or otherwise, it becomes obvious that no one (other hand Hermes and we know about those prices) is creating chic, understated women’s bags, without logos, gold ‘badging’ and a mass of heavy buckles. Men’s kit on the other hand is wonderfully simple and understated. We are of course to blame – in our frenzied perpetual search for the ‘it’ bag, we have managed to persuade designers and manufacturers alike that the more obvious and tricksy a bag, the better it will sell. So here are my top three bags – all created for men of course….
the first two are courtesy of Mr Porter…
The most economically savvy and talented people often become their own brand (Steve Jobs being the ultimate) and last week I went to see a preview of the Sky Arts 1 documentary about the life and work of photographer Richard Young at the wonderfully discrete Soho Hotel
Young was a Papparazi long before the word became sullied. His candid shots of celebrities and social events have made him the chronicler of an age – particularly the seventies onwards – in the same way that American Slim Aarons was a chronicler of pre and post war society. The key to both men was that their subjects liked them and felt comfortable having him take their picture. Another brand – Peter York – heavily featured in the documentary-interrogated Young post documentary. Young has some great anecdotes about the great and not so good…Surely a book is only moments away?
Above: Richard Young (left) and Peter York – behind is one of Young’s famous shots of the Studio 54 gang…
I’ve been away for a while so here’s a recap of what i’ve been up to in the last week or so… How to dress like The Queen: last Friday’s column in The Wall St Journal – I’m a republican (of the French variety) but still, you have to hand it to a woman who has created her own style and stuck to it for 60 years…. read it here
other stuff I’ve come across in the course of my working week….
very cool shades courtesy of Christian Dior and cupcake Lisa
dog in store …..Notting Hill again..
what all the best dressed ‘kids on the street’ are wearing – this time in Primrose Hill
Parliament Hill before a rainstorm (plenty of those around at the moment)…
Anya Hindmarch’s Maud – in celebration of Lizzie II complete with paper tiara and instructions for royal wave……
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Brick Lane is still cool… I haven’t been for a while, but take a look… lights at Unto This Last cool tea and vintage shop and this… great signage… excellent people watching… and.. I can’t not mention dinner at fellow ‘Norfolkite’ Tom Aikens’ eponymous new restaurant, with The Independent’s restaurant critic Lisa Markwell @lisamarkwell…because she’s a …